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Skateboarding by the lake with you
Practicing our style
Cool air, it’s just a sheet of blue
We stay there for a while
Watching the sun get lower
And you lean on my shoulder
And tell me that you think you’re
Finally getting the hang
Of the kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
The kick push thing
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Headlines
03:41
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Woke up sweating over the state of affairs
From my mountain isolation
Up 3 flights of stairs
And I wish it were morning
And I wish this was over
This type of thing used to throw me but now I’m older
So I just stay naked, make a coffee and some toast
Scroll through the news of the hour
Try not to hold it too close
Eventually get myself out the door
Eventually breathe in the cool air
Process the fact that I’m here and that you are there
Skimming headlines, walking slowly
Circling around
Flashing headlights, beaming lowly
Circling around
Skimming headlines, walking slowly
Circling around
Flashing headlights, beaming lowly
Circling around
So what if I don’t kiss the ring?
Will I be kicked to the curb?
Will I not believe in anything?
We’re not supposed to go outside
And the stores are all closed
Never seen the city so dead and so morose
It’s a crisis
But we haven’t got the words
Or the gall to describe it
When everybody’s heard
Different information
And it’s slippin’ through a sieve
But the cats are all still yowling in the city where I live
Skimming headlines, walking slowly
Circling around
Flashing headlights, beaming lowly
Circling around
Skimming headlines, walking slowly
Circling around
Flashing headlights, beaming lowly
Circling around
Circling around
Circling around
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3. |
Pac-Man
04:25
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You said you just came to
Check me out
‘cause I was playing in town
Am I supposed to believe that? No
As if you’ve changed since 10 years ago
Translucent ashtray
Trapped my eyes
Did you need to come by?
You said just for one drink, why
do I always give in?
When you’re just as slippery as you’ve always been
You never brought me up enough
To really let me down
You were just trying to mitigate the thing
But you never told me that you’d already bought her
You never told me that you’d already bought her
You never told me that you’d already bought her a ring
In the partial lamplight
Splayed like a fan
I thought you were my man
And so I gave you my body
But I was just playing second fiddle
And you had me pinned down right there in the middle
You were like a pac-man
Eating everything in sight
And you know what? you were right
When you said that you were bad
What a bad trip
But I still trip on the time we had
You never brought me up enough
To really let me down
You were just trying to mitigate the thing
But you never told me you’d already bought her
You never told me that you’d already bought her
You never told me that you’d already bought her a ring
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21
04:30
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You left your bike out to rust in the rain
And I walked past it every day
A reminder of your departure
Guess it seemed a bit insane
But I showed up at your place in gingham
On the day that you left town
And we acted like nothing was wrong
I was being my usual clown
I was 21
I was 21
Ana was having some problems
She asked me to take care of her cat
Sadie only had 3 legs
And I don’t know how she got like that
But I carried her home in a box
And she yowled the whole way
And clawed right through the cardboard
Trying to make a great escape
I was 21
I was 21
I was 21
Dave used to fix my guitar
And I didn’t really know him at all
But one night I bumped into him at a party
And we were talking for a while in the hall
And then we got a drink but I can’t remember where
And he walked me back to my place
And he tasted like an ashtray
And had very little grace
I was still so hung up on you
Would have done anything you wanted me to
I was still so hung up on you
Would have done anything you wanted me to
I was 21
I was 21
I was 21
21
21
21
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5. |
Black Tattoo
04:36
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You, muscling through the crowd so gently
I know you see me, I know you see me
Circling your name
Pasting your face in my frame
Passing you all of my fries
You’re not capable of telling lies, you tell me
Everything I wanna know
And in the glistening sand you hold me
And I’m in overalls, you’re gonna hit the ocean
And I watch you splash around
Gentlest smile I ever found
And when you whisper in my ear you don’t tell me
Everything I wanna hear, you just tell me
What it is I I oughtta know
Black tattoo blooming
‘cross your arm but not moving
Flecks of pink paint on your skin
And I’m wondering where you were before
But it doesn’t matter anymore
After the double birthday party
When we were in bed
I played a song for you
And then you pulled me in
Cue the tiny violins
And the little butterflies
Guess my heart is yours to burglarize
So come on in and steal everything.
Black tattoo blooming
‘cross your arm but not moving
Flecks of pink paint on your skin
And I’m wondering where you were before
But it doesn’t matter anymore
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6. |
Blame Myself
02:59
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As a teenager I kept to myself
Put pen to paper and wrote to nobody else
Put pen to paper and wrote to Norway
Lived in a fantasy, and that was okay
Drank wine on a trampoline in Rosedale
Sang my heart away
My friends supported me
I still think about them every day
But I try not to blame myself
For anything I did
When I was just a kid
I try not to blame myself
For anything I did
When I was just a kid
Music is my bread and butter
Not much bread, not much butter
But I’m happy as I embrace my honest representation of self
Put pen to paper and write for nobody else
Lied once to Amelia
Thank god she forgave me
When she found out I was seein’ ya,
She said, “I know that no one will save me,”
Still I try not to blame myself
For anything I did
When I was just a kid
I try not to blame myself
For anything I did
When I was just a kid
My tone knob is broken
None of the music shops are open
I was going to walk down ‘cause I can’t even drive
Part of me is still 17 in my mind
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7. |
Out of the Country
04:18
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In the sweat of that summer
Sittin’ on the stairs
In front of the window
Of the Kensington cave that was my room
The Kensington cave that was my room
The Kensington cave that was my room
I almost got electrocuted
By that air conditioner
But I still drank chock full of nuts coffee
With that thing blasting on me
Sometimes I’d bike to Brighton Beach
One time there I bumped in to JC
He was the one who held our lease
He’d had it for 10 years so it was cheap
But man that guy was such a creep
That was my south Brooklyn summer
Marching to the beat of my own drummer
That was my south Brooklyn summer
I was out of the country
I was out of the country
I’d walk to the deli
To buy some orbit gum
They don’t sell that kind
back where I come from
Heat burning holes into the asphalt
The construction guys made me laugh my ass off
I’d say, “Hey come on, focus on the pavement.”
And then I’d walk home just wondering where the day went
And who was gonna cut my hair
That was my south Brooklyn summer
Marching to the beat of my own drummer
That was my south Brooklyn summer
I was out of the country
That was my south Brooklyn summer
Marching to the beat my own drummer
That was my south Brooklyn summer
I was out of the country
I was out of the country
I was out of the country
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8. |
Drunk for You
03:05
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You watch me talk
And you watch me work the room
And you watch me drink black coffee
And I’m coming and I’m going
And I don’t need a defender
I don’t need a never ender
Don’t even need you to be tender
Just don’t be mean
When you pushed me away
Something in me atrophied
I was caught up in our sad ballet
Of fighting ‘til we fell asleep
You don’t even like my songs
You don’t even like me
And left in the light of day
The trouble is all you see
I’m walking over to your place
Will I get Jekyll or will I get Hyde?
See that pained look upon your face
Barely make it inside
Will you just take me in your arms?
Will you just let things lie?
Instead of twisting til you break ‘em
You’re gonna make the whole thing die
Now I’m just passing my afternoon unfocussed and blurry
Lightheaded and drunk for you
I’m passing my afternoon unfocussed and blurry
Lightheaded and drunk for you
Drunk for you
Drunk for you
Drunk for you
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9. |
Partner in Crime
04:30
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I spilled a glass of water
The second that I met you
Apologized to the bartender
And laughed
You were so disarming
With all of your sincerity
I really could have died
You really had me rapt
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
I undid my jacket
Draped it on a chair
Forgot it had been raining
And that I was drenched
You got us some ciders
And we slowly sipped ‘em
And I lost track of time
Forgot what time meant
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
But now I’m living in a storybook ending where we
Never had a chance to hollywoodize it
But when I look in your eyes
It rains in windy cities
And I
I know I have a partner in crime
I know I have a partner in crime
When we said goodbye
I wanted to kiss you
But I barely knew you
And we’re both so shy
I walked home stumbling
Not even drunk or anything
Smiling my head off
Smiling my eyes out
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
There was so much bad news
Before I met you
But now I’m living in a storybook ending where we
Never had a chance to hollywoodize it
But when I look in your eyes
It rains in windy cities
And I
I know I have a partner in crime
I know I have a partner in crime
I know I have a partner in crime
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10. |
Modern Medicine
03:15
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It’s like a see-saw getting through the day
Trying to stay present in a meaningful way
I can’t handle it, I feel so strange
Move my body without thinking
Go for a walk at the crack of dawn
Try to dust off what I’ve been sleepin’ on
Get a coffee, put some shit in it
Walk it home and try not to spill it
Turn the radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
I’m afraid of history repeating
Drag the recycling back to the garage
The cut in my leg all covered in gauze
Dad told me I should get it stitched
But I can’t stand hospitals, they make me sick
They just remind me of when things were worse
Tests and injections, treatments that didn’t work
Fluorescent lighting, crying in the bathroom
Blood on a towel, industrial vacuum
And a radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
I’m afraid of history repeating
I’m so much better now, I swear
But some days I can’t shake the feeling
That I used to be so hopeless
And I used to want to quit, I guess
Some things you just carry with you
Some things you just carry with you
Some things you just carry with you
I used to have to go stand in a tube
Naked with goggles on, black light mood
My own little spaceship, just me alone
No distractions, no tin can phone
I wonder what I was thinking about
When the lights came on before they let me out
There was even a countdown just like on TV
3, 2, 1 beam me up baby
Turn the radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
Like history repeating
Like history repeating
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11. |
Destroy Me
03:04
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Got a call from Chris out of the blue
He asked me how this time had been
And I said, “Alright, you know.
Things are pretty slow around here.”
He said his kids were having fun with the chickens in the yard
And that felt so far away
From the city groundhog day I’d been living
My anxiety’s crippling
And where did it come from
And where is it going
And will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
Spent a couple months in Montreal
Just to get a little break
From big smoke billowin’
And all the other bullshit back home
We tied our bikes up to the car
A little bit precarious
They were dangling off the back
Hanging from the rack like bones
My anxiety’s crippling
And where did it come from?
And where is it going?
And will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
You and I cleaned up our little place
On a sweaty afternoon
We could still see the moon
But was it from the night or the day?
And does it even matter anyway?
How will I see this memory?
And more importantly
How will you see me?
My anxiety’s crippling
And where did it come from?
And where is it going?
And will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
Will it destroy me?
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